Orion was out doing his spacey, genius thing and Aurora had the day off. Normally on her off days, she’d be walking around the island or trying to keep herself occupied. Now she had a luxury condo to spend time in. Maisie had practically claimed one of the plush chairs in the living room and was sprawled out ungracefully. Zones should be here any minute. She’d properly stocked the kitchen with the food items that she’d need to make her pokepuffs, and she was practically vibrating with excitement at the thought of using Orion’s luxury kitchen. She pulled out her phone and typed out a quick message, sending it off to Zones. “Text me when you’re downstairs, I’ll come and get you!” it read.